Well, I thought about the scene a lot and I've come to the
conclusion, back in the day we used to admit to the
confusion that exists between real styles and illusion, but
I must tell you if you think that we are losin our honesty
because we are bustin' out like confusions on those of you
who think that you are choosin the right of way because
you hear it everyday, well turn off your radio turn it off
all the way. We're not ska-core, reggae, jazz, we're not
hip hop or rock or pop, you know we won't stop groovin',
it's like a thing called Jive!, you mix it up and keep the
people satisfied no need to classify or nullify the claims
that say we're insane, so to pacify those of you who need a
label call it what you want I know you'll kick it if
you're able.
We call it Jive!
Don't get me wrong, I don't think that we're special just
cuz our sound is not that commercial, or maybe it is, maybe
that's not for me to say, but I've seen less honest music
everyday, just like our soundless souls that are sold on
the radio melodramatic lyrics made up like Fabio, they hide
reality in a well made allusion to a world where the real
is illusion.
We call it Jive!
Well, I remember the times we used to hit downtown Richmond
got kicked out the Metro, me and my Blind Jeans, my Indy
hat ended up on the street and I went back for a smoke in
my Capri. Back then is when we used to swang, rankin, and
skankin was the thang until the music scene back home sold
out, that's when me and my crew decided to show them what
it's all about for the old skool we were late, we put down
the skates, started grabbin' guitars horns drums and the
bass kickin it live inside the garage hittin' them with a
lyrical barrage but it's like we're trippin' tips shit got
drastically of a sudden , the need to play bombastically,
we lost sight of what is real it took us this long to get
back on the reel to reel.
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